Bottom Feeders Lyrics

Written and produced by Scott Cruz.
So they need validation to a point they can’t even breathe. They wanna crawl out from their skins, leave it here to bleed. Just another stupid suffered fool incapable to see,
They try to be like who they’re killing.
There’s a gangsta with a trigger, go figure,
brings a gun to a fist-fight show.
There’s a hooker with another fucker,
she’ll be dead on the carpet floor.
Another queer suffocated to tears after sucking off a married joe.
Every creature meets a bottom feeder
so beware who’s friend or foe,
a friend or foe.
Another victim, one more person down,
The fool will take the crown.
It doesn’t matter how they take it though,
they will fight until you’re down.

Their only mission is to cover up the mess that they leave, We fall victim to their envy.
There’s a gangsta with a trigger, go figure, brings a gun to a fist-fight show. There’s a hooker with another fucker,
she’ll be dead on the carpet floor.
Another queer suffocated to tears after sucking off a married joe.
Every creature meets a bottom feeder
so beware who’s friend or foe,
a friend or foe.
Their eye on us is gleaming,
to silence us with screaming,
its all about tricks and how fast they trick your thinking.
Meaningless events makes us blinded to the real events,
There’s no substance or an ounce of a spirit left.
You’re a creature of habit, it’s gonna bring you havoc.
They're fucking with your brains to bring you all those filthy habits.
...To blind you from what really happening.
Theres a gangsta with a trigger of figure,
brings a gun to a fist fight show.
There’s a hooker with another fucker,
she’ll be dead on the carpet floor.
Another queer suffocated to tears after sucking off a married joe.
Every creature meets a bottom feeder
so beware who’s friend of foe,
a friend of foe.